The Hat That Fits
Why won’t you let me decide?? This is my life! When I have my own kids, I will let them choose for themselves! Friends, those were the words of my 6-year-old son, Trystyn, when I forced him to wear my hat on a trip. It was still large for him and it would fall over his eyes, but he looked so cute. No, he wouldn’t have it and he said "Mom, your hat is too big. I want to wear the hat that fits." I was close to pinching this pint-sized philosopher but he said, "Mom, child abuse." "So now you're a lawyer?" My son’s defiance was irritating but it revealed my tendency to dictate his life. Like when I told him I need to approve of his future girlfriend. Anyone who wants to date my only child should brace for a thorough interrogation from his lawyer mom! “Before you proceed, do you agree to th...